It's been an eventful day here. The good news is,
we are all okay. Yesterday, I was driving
Girl Terror to her afternoon preschool. She goes once a
week. On the way into town, we went off the road.
It was icy, so I was going slow, but we went around a
corner and lost traction. We went in, and then out
of, a big ditch, and up into the trees. Like I said,
we are fine. Not a single scratch. The kids didn't
even realize what was happening. When we finally
stopped, Girl Terror asked "Why you stop, Mummy?" and the
best I could think of was "Because there is a tree in
the way!" There is a huge difference having an
accident with your children in the car. That's all I
could think of, was "please let my babies be okay." I
was pretty much over the seat into the back to check
on them before the car stopped moving. I didn't care
about the car, just that the kids were okay, and not
scared. Two nice men stopped, and together we got the
car back to the road. I was close enough to town that
it didn't make sense to turn around, so we went in. I
left the kids with my friend Wendy, and took the car to be
checked out. The outside of the car looks fine, but the
underneath is a squashed up mess.
It shrank about 3 inches, and wrecked the radiator
and possibly bent the frame. I don't know what else.
We are going to a place tomorrow to find out and see
about fixing it. The guy at who looked at it estimated
around $2000. He might as well have said $10,000.
I still can't believe we are okay. The car is not,
but it's just a thing, not a person. Nothing has ever
scared me so much as hitting the snow in that ditch,
with the kids in the backseat.
That's pretty much enough excitement for me for at
least a month, but I'm sure there will be more. Right
now, for example, I have to go do 3 loads of laundry!
What could be more exciting than that?!
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Not a good day.
Posted by Mrs. Falkenberg at 1:33 PM